Greetings Loyal Readers!
It's been far too long, hasn't it? Well, I have a special treat for you today. I'm coming to you LIVE from Mom's chemo treatment. Undoubtedly this will be an update filled with spills, chills and surprises galore. I can hardly wait to see what's in store! Come and join me and let's discover how the day unfolds together...
Well as always, we'll start at the beginning, or at least somewhere nearby...Mom was particularly busy last week. We celebrated Rosh Hashanah (Jewish New Year) at her sister Roberta's (a/k/a Auntie Berba) house. Then on Friday, we sprung Bubby (Mom's mom) free from the nursing home/rehab facilty where she was incarcera...umm recuperating...from her broken clavicle. We were all delighted to have Bubby home again (at least until she started ordering me around. I started to drive Bubby back to the rehab facility, but Mom said that wasn't nice so I turned back around). Also, Mom received word that Stephen, one of her dear friends, was 99% recovered from stage 4 Non-Hogkins lymphoma. It was great news to hear and made Mom even more resolute (if that's possible) to beat this cancer.
And that brings us to today's events. Michelle and I joined Mom at her appointment with Doctor Ann Mellot (a/k/a Troll Named Cotton). Well, I'm not going to keep you in suspense...things went splendidly . All of Mom's numbers were good and she was able to have treatment today (don't fret, more on that in just a moment). The good news just kept coming. Ol' Cotton Troll told Mom that she was unlikely to lose her hair at this point. Now I know what you're thinking..."whew, what a relief." Bzzzz...wrong answer! If you had been paying attention to previous e-mails (and given that I craft each e-mail so lovingly, with only you my loyal reader in mind, you really ought to have the decency to read more carefully) you'd know that the correct response would have been to a) give thanks to the Big Guy Upstairs (possible anagrams include: Big Gay Pursuits, Busy Guitar Pigs, A Rugby Pigs Suit, Sir Tubas Pig Guy -- seems like an awful lot of pork there) and b) remind the Big Guy Upstairs (I'm certainly not going to start with name-calling...use anagrams at your own peril) that we'd still like to see a full and complete recovery.
And speaking of, the Big Guy Upstairs...this is the holiest time of the year for Jews. As I previously mentioned, we just celebrated Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. We will soon be celebrating Yom Kippur (the Day of Atonement), which begins at sundown Sepember 21 (Friday), and lasts until sundown September 22 (Saturday). Yom Kippur is the holiest day on the Jewish calendar. It is said that on Yom Kippur G-d seals the Book of Life is sealed and the fate of everyone will be finalized (i.e., who shall live and who shall die). I'd like to ask you to say a special get-well prayer for my mother on Yom Kippur. Even if you are not Jewish, I know that G-d will be most receptive. And let's be clear...our track record is pretty good so far. The last time I asked for a group prayer was right before Mom's CT scan (foreshadowing: Mom will have another CT scan in about 3 weeks...hint!) and her tumor shrunk by 40%, so maybe if we all pray extra hard, Mom can join Steven and be well on the road to remission.*
* - note that this is in no way to be confused with the 2002 film "Road to Perdition" starring Tom Hanks, Paul Newman and Jude Law. If you haven't seen the movie I won't spoil it for you, but suffice it to say that I saw it in the theatre and it was L-O-N-G and S-L-O-W. What made it even worse was that I saw it in a very crowded theatre and I was wedged in the middle of an unusally long row. The opening credits had scarecely begun when I had to...well, let's just say that I almost resorted to waterworks atduring the movie (and by that I don't mean I was about to cry).
Well so much for that brief digression. Mom wants to again thank everyone who contributed to the cancer walk...approximately $1,000 was raised. And you know what? With all this talk of praying and movies and money-raising, Your Faithful Correspondent almost lost sight of the real reason for these updates -- Mom (of course, I couldn't ever lose sight of her really). Luckily the beeping of the chemo machines jarred me back on course. Today was Mom's "heavy" day (2 medicines) and she came through it like a champ. We'll be leaving here in just a little bit.
(You're about to eavesdrop on a genuine post-chemo interaction -- literally right after Momwas unhooked from the chemo dispenser -- between Your Faithful Correspondent and the real star of this show...YFC is typing this in real-time!)
Corey: Mom, do you want to say anything to My Loyal Readers?
Mom: Huh? What baby?
Corey: Mom, do you want to say anything to My Loyal Readers?
Mom: Just sending my love and blessings and thanking them for their love and support.
Well, I suppose that pretty much says it all, really. I'll throw in a quick reminder to say a Yom Kippur prayer and I promise to have more for you soon.
Faithfully,Corey
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